Stepbrother for Christmas

by Amy Brent

  “Whatever. This is no different than me leaving in June, so it’s a little late to start giving a shit now.”

  “I do give a shit. I fucking care, or I wouldn’t be involved with you at all.” I closed the distance between us slowly hoping she wouldn’t leave before I could get to her.

  “Don’t make this out to be more than it is. You had to be involved with me. But I’m the stupid one. You made me love you, and you couldn’t even claim me as your wife, no. Not until you needed to use it to get rid of your girlfriend. Never again.” She slammed the door so hard that the picture well off the wall beside it and crashed to the floor.

  I had a mind to call Lucinda to work, but I decided not to be a dick about it. I could be bitter, but the truth is I had messed it all up.

  She’d all but begged me to make it permanent but I’d been too scared. Now she had left, and I had to face what it would be like if I never saw her again. I wasn’t sure I could do that. My world without her was bleak, and then worst of all I was going to have to wake up Blythe and tell her that the woman she loves as a mother just walked out and left her; another mommy gone. I was so pissed at Harbor for leaving me with that, but at the same time, I just wanted her back.

  I wondered where she was going and if Lucinda had taken her to a hotel or back home to her house. There was a storm building outside, and I hoped she didn’t go too far. I thought for a moment, contemplating how to figure it out. I could wait a bit and drive by, but then I couldn’t go search every hotel in the area so easily.

  Suddenly I remembered something and snapped my fingers. I’d added a GPS to Harbor’s cell phone in case something happened while she and Blythe were out together. All I had to do was pull it up, and I’d be able to see exactly where she’d gone. I wasn’t going to let her get away so easily.

  I couldn’t believe Tana, and I couldn’t blame Harbor for believing her. Then I’d used our marriage against her too, just like Harbor had said. I couldn’t admit it any other time, but when it served my purpose.

  I had to find her. I went to the living room and found my phone where I’d left it on the coffee table. I turned it on and found the app, and sure enough, there was Harbor. I’d wait until she got settled in where she was going, and then I’d get Lucinda to watch Blythe while I was gone.

  I had to have her back. I realized now what I’d been denying all this time. I was in love with Harbor Moore. And though I’d tried to deny it, and was certain I’d stick with the word of the contract and let her go, I needed her in my life. We both did. She’d been the best thing for both of us.

  I decided to go upstairs and get the contract off of my dresser. I wanted to bring the scrap of paper with me. I needed to destroy it in front of her.

  Chapter 18: Harbor

  By the time I found a decent hotel I was soaked from the rain and had splashed in so many puddles that I had ruined my favorite shoes. It didn’t matter, Evan had bought them, and I didn’t want a damned thing from him.

  I checked in and made my way upstairs hoping that Lucinda would keep her word and not tell him where she’d brought me. I needed time to think and to figure out what I was going to do and where I’d go next. It wasn’t like I could live in the hotel and I was sure that before long, he’d cut off my credit card he’d set up for me and I’d be left with what little money I had before, which wasn’t much.

  When I got to my room, I closed the door and leaned back against it. The headache I had building was a killer, and I needed to sleep. I’d had a long day with the family, his family, and Blythe had worn me out. I felt horrible for leaving the way I did, and I hoped that she wouldn’t be too upset. I knew better. She was going to be just as devastated as I was, if not more. This wasn’t my doing though. It was her father’s. It was inevitable anyway. I’d just ripped off the bandage a little sooner.

  I stripped off my clothes and shoes and tossed them in the corner of the bathroom, I only brought one change, and I let out a sigh when I realized I’d have to send for my things. Maybe Lucinda would help me out there as well. She’d been a good friend, and I really hoped that Evan wouldn’t take things out on her. He should thank her really, if he truly cares at least, Lucinda helped me out. I’d have left anyway, even if I had to walk and his home was miles from the hotel district.

  I headed for the shower still thinking of Blythe. She would wake up and look for me. It was her usual routine since I’d come along and then I’d help her pick out her clothes for the day and brush her hair. Then we’d go downstairs and watch cartoons until time for Lucinda to come and take over while I headed to work and her father did whatever he did while on call at the hospital.

  I thought of the other woman. She had claimed that they had been together in the time since our arrangement, but what stuck with me more than that was how she said that he’d played this game before. Was she another bargain? He’d introduced her as his former nanny, which means that she was the woman who’d lived there before Lucinda came months earlier. It was all still new and fresh, especially to Blythe. For someone who didn’t want to put his daughter through this kind of drama, who’s been so hesitant to let me in, he’d given in to my condition with a little push. I could look at that one of two ways, either he was really into me and didn’t know how to deal with it, or he didn’t really care about anything as long as he got his way.

  I fell in love with him because he’d taken such good care of me and the two of us had fun together even outside of the bedroom. I saw us a perfectly happy family when we’d all go out together, and things seemed so normal you’d never think there was a deadline ahead, a stopping point that would take it all away. But each time I’d mention what we would do, he’d get upset and remind me of my words, of my commitment, and how I had wanted to make the contract and sign it. He hadn’t hesitated to agree and go along with it and the only reason I had been so adamant about having one was so he wouldn’t leave me in the end after uprooting my life to save his.

  I stepped into the shower and hoped it would wash away the pain and stress of the day. I tried to focus on the task at hand and not think about it for a while, but I couldn’t stop seeing Blythe and Evan, him spinning her around and kissing her then reaching for me to pull me in close to them both. He’d done that the very day I’d met her and been so happy that we’d hit it off. How could not want that now? How could he throw it away to be with another woman?

  I’d let him have control over our sexual escapades, mostly because it had always been so intense and amazing, but I couldn’t help wonder if I hadn’t been enough.

  I was going to have to sleep if I wanted to rest my mind. As long as I was awake, I’d be worrying about everything and kicking myself for walking out on them. I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. After drying off and wrapping my hair in a towel, I wrapped another towel around me and headed for my bag which I’d left on the bed.

  I didn’t see him until I caught a glimpse of someone behind me in the mirror. I gasped and turned around so fast I stumbled and nearly fell over my own feet. He sat in the chair blank-faced with the contract on his knee.

  I crossed my arms and glared down at him. “Lucinda?”

  “No, she’s with Blythe, but I found you all on my own.” He held up his cell phone, and I could see the GPS image. He’d tracked me. Dammit. I should have known.

  “You don’t have to worry about the contract. I’m filing for the annulment this week, so you’re good to do whatever. Maybe you can find your girlfriend and work things out.” A large lump stuck in my throat as I imagined him with the other woman.

  “Tana used to be my nanny. I had a fling with her long before we ever met, and I ended it then. I’ve not been with her. She likes to cause trouble.” He folded the paper that was across his knee and then ripped it in half. “I’m not interested in your contract, either. I wanted to come talk about you coming home before Blythe wakes up and you’re gone.”

  “Graduation is a week away, and I’m going to be gone in June anyway.
So, she’ll deal with it a tad earlier than you expected, at least you’ll get your way.” I lifted my chin defiantly, and he got to his feet and approached. I didn’t move. I wasn’t intimidated by him. If there was one thing I knew for certain, he’d never physically hurt me.

  “You’re coming home. Like I said, I’m done with your fucking contract and prepared to deal. I can’t promise you a perfect relationship. I’m not sure what I want, other than you in my life. So, get your shit and let’s go.” He gestured toward my bag.

  “No. I’m not going until you tell me what I can expect.” I crossed my arms and shifted on my feet, but he wasn’t having it. He stepped forward and grabbed my hand, pulling me off balance, so I fell into his arms.

  “I want you home. It’s not open for negotiations. I need a bit more time and considering everything I don’t think that’s unreasonable.” His tone was soft and by the time he’d finished talking his lips were a breath from mine. He closed the short distance and kissed me. “We’ll work it out, but I need time, and I’m not going to want you away from me.”

  “Then tell me you’re ready to commit!” The words snapped from my lips and his eyes widened, wild and feral.

  Suddenly I was off my feet kicking and screaming, but then I was over his knee on the bed with my towel hiked up to display my bare ass. His hand came down hard against it, sending a delightful pleasure straight to my core. “That’s for not listening.” Then his voice was right in my ear as he leaned down. “I know you’re still hot for it. Tell me.”

  I glanced away, but his hand came down hard once again. “Yes.”

  “That’s a good girl. You’re going to behave and come home where you want to be, and I said we’d work it out, but only in my time.” I nodded, trying to keep the pout from my full lips.

  I could feel his hard cock pressing into my side, and my core ached for him. It had only been about twelve hours since our last encounter, but it with our fight it felt like forever.

  He lifted me up and then laid across the bed with me as he lay me back kissing me full and deep. He kissed me with hunger as if he’d never get enough of my lips and I spread my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I locked my ankles grinding against him. My towel fell open exposing my nudity. He feasted on my breasts, planting kisses on them and teasing my nipples with his tongue. Then he stood up, and I came forward and undid his pants. I couldn’t wait to get to what was inside, and as familiar as I was, it never ceased to amaze me. I couldn’t get enough of the sight of him or the feel.

  I sprang his cock free, and instead of lying back to wait for it, I took it in my hand right then and there, kissing along his shaft and letting my tongue roll across his veiny flesh. As he stroked my hair, my tongue teased his tip, and then I closed my mouth around his head and took him to the back of my throat. I closed my eyes and moaned on his cock, the vibrations coaxing a bit of his nectar which hit my tongue. I swallowed it down, pulling his cock even farther down my throat as he started to pump his hips slowly.

  I worked his balls, kneading them with my palm and then sucked his heavy sac into my mouth. He reached down and brushed his fingers against my folds, then he parted them and pushed a finger inside me, nice and deep. I stood up, crouching over to take his cock deeper, not yet prepared to pull off of it.

  All too soon he pulled away and stroked his cock, staring me in the eyes. “Lay down.” I did what I was told, and he crawled up, stopping to feast on me. His tongue slipped softly into my lips, and then he tongued my little slit, poking me gently.

  “I want inside of you.” He lifted up and hiked up my knees, then he pulled me closer to his cock and guided it in. I winced at the sudden intrusion, but I was so wet for him it felt amazing, especially when he kept working in and out of me building my pleasure.

  I opened my eyes, and he was staring at me, his eyes filled with emotion. “You had me worried. You can’t leave like that again.” He thrust a bit harder to grind himself against me. “We’ll work it out, I promise. I’ll figure it out, baby.” I wanted to believe him so badly, but part of me wouldn’t ever be one hundred percent sure of anything.

  I tilted my hips to give him better access, and as he thrust he moaned right along with me until my release had me crying out. Then he cheered me on. “That’s a girl, come for me, baby.” My walls clenched his thick cock as I coated him and then he picked me up and carried me to the wall where he leaned me back, pumping steadily in a perfect rhythm.

  I cried out and clawed at his back, and he joined me in the blissful cry as his own release filled me up, soaking my core.

  He pulled out and placed me on my feet, and I held as much of him in as possible. It wasn’t ever going to be easy to let him go.

  Chapter 19: Evan

  “Don’t let that spill,” I said, watching her clench her knees tight. I’d filled her up good, and now I wanted to use it for round two. I walked her to the bed and put her on her knees. My cock was still ready to go, and I could think of no better way to begin round two than her sucking my cock. She was hungry for it too, already licking her lips.

  She opened her mouth wide as I put my cock on her tongue and then she closed around it, working her head on me, rolling her tongue around the tip and tickling my tiny slit. My balls were so sensitive, and I was sure I was still leaking like a mother fucker into her throat. Her eyes had started to water behind her glasses, and I took them off, placing them on the table. I loved to take them off and rub my cock on her face, which is just what I did. I pulled my cock out, and she held it as she kissed the shaft and rubbed the head on her cheek as if to worship it, then it went right back in her mouth, and wasted no time finding the depths of her throat.

  Over the past two months she’d learned to work my cock so good that you’d never think I was her first, and though I’d like to take all the credit, I couldn’t. It was all her. Every task I’d given her, ever instruction, she’d pulled off to perfection, and I’d always come so good to her.

  Her hand went between her legs, and I peeked noticing she was holding my seed in place and smearing what little escaped across her little slick lips. “That’s right, don’t let a drop go to waste.” She gave me a moan of understanding around my cock as I fucked her throat. And then I brought her to her feet and put her face-down on the bed. I rubbed my cock and teased it around her center and spread her knees wider before diving in. My cock displaced my come and pushed it out. I felt it coat my balls and saw it running down her legs. I loved her soaked in my release, and I had a feeling this next one needed to be worn as well.

  I thrust harder, and she worked her ass, pumping and rolling her hips back against me as I caressed her tits. They were so fucking perfect and all natural. She loved it when I spanked them, and so I gave them a little slap. She moaned and then her hand found her nipple, and she pinched it hard moaning through the sensation. I felt my release building, so I quickened my pace until she was milking my cock with her orgasm. Her walls clenched around me and it felt so good I plunged to her depths and held her tight against me as I went over the edge.

  She collapsed against me knowing her task was complete and I stroked her hair and gave her a kiss for a job well done. She was my angel, and I knew no one else would ever do me the way she did. I wanted to tell her, but I couldn’t. I hadn’t told anyone how special they were to me since my wife had passed other than my daughter.

  I helped her lay down, and then I pulled her close beside me to spoon her. I kept my arm tight around her. It wasn’t likely that I’d ever let her go again.

  We were both asleep before I knew it and I woke up panicked by the time. The dreary storm had passed as well as our anger, and I kissed her head while she slept to wake her.

  She stirred beside me. “What time is it?”

  “Time for us to get home. I don’t want Blythe to wonder where we are and Lucinda is probably ready to go home for the night too.” That woman deserved a raise for dealing with all my madness.

  Harbor had a defeated look on h
er face, and I knew I had to give her an answer soon. She would graduate a week from now and even though our final agreement was for a few weeks after, she as at least going to have to give me until then.

  We made it home before sunrise, and I decided to leave Lucinda in her room sleeping. As we tiptoed down the hall, I stopped her at her door. “I want you close. Come to my bed.”

  “But I’m so tired I might forget to move before Blythe wakes up.”

  “It’s okay. I want you with me.” Her smile made my pulse quicken, and I pulled her close and kissed her hard. I rubbed her mound, and she wiggled and pulled away.

  We walked to my room, and once I had her in her baby doll gown and laid out beside me, I slipped my hand down into her panties and stroked my thumb across her silky bud. “Just relax and let me make me you feel good.” I slipped down between her thighs, and she wrapped her legs around me as I lapped my tongue. She whimpered and moaned keeping her eyes closed until she came, then she bucked her hips and ground against me until I could taste her nectar. When I came up for air, she moaned, but I kissed her mouth. “Go to sleep, baby.” I pulled her into my arms and held her until Blythe came in the next morning and woke us up.

  “Harbor, Daddy, wake up!” She jumped up into the bed and walked over to me where she decided to plop down on my chest.